Although the bubbles may not be cola, it is definitely not pesticide.
Shi Yu, clutching the bottle of "Paraquat", seemed to have thought of something. He ran to the kitchen quickly and opened the refrigerator door on the left side of the kitchen. At the bottom of the refrigerator, there was a row of Coke cans, while the row near the outside of the refrigerator door had no pull rings opened. Instead, it was the can at the innermost that had been opened, and only half of the Coke was left.
Shi Yu held a Coke can in one hand and a "Paraquat" bottle in the other: "The missing Coke should be in this 'Paraquat' can."
Ying Zhuo was shocked and looked at Shi Yu in panic: "What's in the 'Paraquat'?"
Shi Yu nodded in the direction of the dining table: "In the fish soup."
"But this is strange, isn't it?" Ying Zhuo had more and more doubts in his heart, like a thick fog lingering in his heart. "If the hostess stole paraquat from her own factory in order to poison her husband, why was there Coke inside the paraquat?"
Shi Yu raised his eyes slightly and looked at Ying Zhuo's slightly puzzled eyes.
The two looked at each other, and they reached a tacit understanding without knowing when. She seemed to tell Ying Zhuo her thoughts through her eyes.
Afterwards, there was a hint of surprise and understanding in Ying Zhuo's slightly red pupils.
Shi Yu's heart suddenly moved, she knew that Ying Zhuo seemed to understand.
This was the first time she felt that she had such a tacit understanding with an outsider. They just looked at each other and it was as if they understood each other's inner language.
The two of them understood, but Leng Xinyu and Hu Fang still didn't.
He watched Shi Yu and Ying Zhuo walk toward the restaurant outside, and then stopped in front of the dining table where the crime occurred to look at the seats of the family of three and the placement of their dishes and chopsticks.
There is a glass in front of each person. The remaining liquid in the glass has all dried up on the wall of the glass, and flies are densely surrounding it.
Shi Yu said: "Flies love sweets. There are a lot of flies surrounding two cups of the family of three, but there are almost no flies flying over the other one, which means that the third cup must contain some other liquid."
She looked at these fingernail-sized flies as if she was staring at a valuable treasure. Hu Fang was very scared, fearing that Shi Yu would ask him to catch all the flies in the next second.
Ying Zhuo nodded: "Judging from the position, there are a lot of flies surrounding the drinks in front of the child and the father, so they should be filled with Coke. But there are no flies in the cup in front of the mother, so it should be filled with something else, water or tea or something like that." Shi
Yu followed, "It doesn't matter what it is. The important thing is that the hostess Wang Ying stole 'paraquat' from her factory, intending to use it to poison her husband and son. But unexpectedly, someone got there first and swapped 'paraquat' with Coke, and put the real 'paraquat' in the fish soup eaten by the family of three."
The person who can do this should be one of the three people in the family.
Mr. Zhang, the boss of Xingfu Restaurant, is not from this family, so he might not be so familiar with the things in this family.
The answer seems to be obvious.
There was deathly silence all around, except for the laughter of a little child, which made a "crunching" sound like a rusty silver bell, which was creepy. From the perspective, the child's physical body cannot be seen at all, only its voice can be heard, as if it is running around in the house, and its laughter is like 3D surround sound, flickering left and right in the ears.
Hu Fang held his head and said, "Can I call you dad? Stop laughing."
Shi Yu suddenly saw that Ying Zhuo, who was standing next to him, had a fierce dark look on his face. This expression was like the defensive expression that the wild beasts in the ancient sacred forest would have when they encountered their natural enemies.
The strong and tight muscles on his body were stretched into hard lines, containing enormous power, as if he would do something incredible in the next second.
This look of danger emanating from his entire body made Shi Yu feel extremely unfamiliar.
"What's wrong with you?" she asked.
Ying Zhuo didn't say anything. His pupils suddenly shrank, and there seemed to be a white-haired old man in his glass pupils, as if the old man was engraved in his eyes. The old man washed away all his rationality, as if pulling his soul out of his body.
"Father..." he murmured softly.
Shi Yu didn't hear clearly: "What?"
Ying Zhuo suddenly looked up, stretched out his arms to hug Shi Yu, threw Shi Yu to the ground, and used his body to block her.
"Wow--"
All of a sudden, all the furniture in the room flew around.
The tables, chairs, benches, sofas and coffee tables all seemed to be sucked into the ceiling, and the entire space was turned upside down. The furniture were "standing" on the ceiling, shaking continuously as if someone had pressed the vibration button, and they seemed like they might fall down at any time.
Hu Fang and Leng Xinyu were knocked down by the flying furniture, with bruises and abrasions of varying degrees on their bodies and faces. They were squatting in the corner, shivering, wishing they could embed their entire bodies into the wall.
Shi Yu was protected by Ying Zhuo. She suddenly felt Ying Zhuo's body start to get hot, as hot as a stove, and he was the flammable object that was burning. The temperature is still gradually rising, as if it is not the temperature a normal human being should have.
In his light brown pupils, there was a bloody light like the setting sun.
There was clearly no light source, but in this darkness, only the light in Ying Zhuo's eyes was getting brighter and brighter,
until it was red.
"The game is almost over," he said.
Shi Yu leaned against the cold floor with Ying Zhuo's arms blocking her on both sides. His body tightly blocked all places that might cause harm to Shi Yu. He said: "I feel that Li Sirui's energy is disappearing, but it is ready to accumulate strength for a final attack."
"What does it want to do?" Shi Yu looked at his eyes that were as captivating as a nightmare.
"Kill us." Ying Zhuo replied.
Hu Fang and Leng Xinyu both held their heads to prevent their most vulnerable parts from getting hurt. They shouted hysterically: "I don't want to die--"
Shi Yu didn't want to die either. She felt Ying Zhuo's breathing becoming increasingly rapid, and his hot breath was spraying on Shi Yu's neck.
"Crash--"
All the furniture fell from the ceiling and landed on these poor players.
Except for Shi Yu, everyone else was injured.
Hu Fang was hit on the head by a stool and fell to the ground with a thud. He was then woken up by another stool. Severe pain and great fear came at the same time. Although they were all dying, this was the closest they had ever been to death.
Leng Xinyu's face was also scratched by the flying lens, and a clot of blood formed between her eyebrows. When she covered her face and screamed, it also stained her entire hand.
Shi Yu heard Ying Zhuo groaning painfully as he blocked the damage for him. His body was still burning hot. His eyes made Shi Yu feel somewhat familiar, as if he had seen him before but he couldn't remember where.
However, Shi Yu had no impression of Ying Zhuo's face at all. He just felt that his eyes, the look of pity for the world, were very familiar.
When did you meet him?
It seemed like it happened when she was very, very young...
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